Wen Hao's shoulders trembled slightly.

It has been several years since no one called him that.

He turned around and looked at Wen Zilong.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wen Zilong saw that Wen Hao was much stronger than before.

But his face looked a little haggard.

In terms of appearance, it is also a little more mature than a few years ago.

He was a little confused:

"Who are you……"

Wen Zilong did not hide it and replied:

"Wen Zilong."

Wen Hao was even more confused: "Wen Zilong, this name... is so familiar."

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"Wenjia Village, Wen Zilong."

Wen Hao looked at Wen Zilong in surprise.

It’s not that he can’t recognize Wen Zilong.

But I can't believe it.

Eight years ago, Wen Zilong had a "car accident" and died.

Just now when he turned around, he saw that Wen Zilong was a little familiar.

But after all, it's been eight years, and his memory is a bit blurry.

Now I still can’t believe it when I hear the words “Wenjia Village, Wenzilong”.

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"Don't doubt it, it's Brother Long, who took you and Yuqi to the river to catch crabs, steal apples, and pick walnuts when he was a child. "

“…”

Wen Hao was still a little unbelievable.

"No, Brother Long is not..."

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"I had a car accident before, and I was considered dead. But... this matter is a long story. I will tell you slowly from now on. In short, I am still the same Brother Long. You are still the same Haozi. That's right."

Wen Hao still couldn't believe it.

It's not his fault.

No matter who it is, I saw a person who had died eight years ago suddenly appear in front of me.
Chapter completed!